What my daughter wrote to Donald Trump
We're in intense and uncertain times as a people and planet.You and I are feeling it, as are our children. My six-year-old daughter, Flannery, was scared and in tears on the morning of November 9th when she found out that Donald Trump was our president-elect. It took all of my power as her mama to get her to school that morning.
And I’m so glad I did. During “morning meeting” that day, Flannery’s teacher gave each child the opportunity to share a single word adjective to describe how they were feeling.
Kids raised their hands and spoke, “I’m afraid. Angry. Scared. Confused. Hectic. Happy. Aggravated. Furious. Worried.”
It was so important for these children, without judgement or shame, to simply share how they were feeling.
After morning meeting, some children chose to write letters to their representatives during journal time.
I learned that Flannery chose to write a letter to President-Elect Trump himself.
Here’s what Flannery wrote to Donald Trump:
Dear Mr. Trump,
My name is Flannery. I am six years old. Please don’t build the wall. I’m a new kid at school and I want to go there soon. And also Miss Selena lives there and she used to be our old Spanish teacher and we don’t want her to be locked up.
And please don’t say mean words to people and I get scared.
You know I hope you’ll be a good president. You know I do.
I know that families here in the United States are coming together for Thanksgiving tomorrow. And I know that many of you are concerned about how to talk with relatives who voted differently than you did. I know that many of you are afraid that you may find yourself and those you love saying mean words to each other.
I sense that this holiday is not a time to "convince" each other of anything but rather a time to gently find yourself in the murky, messy, and rich layers of love you feel for each other, regardless of your differences.
Let this holiday be about love, empathy, and compassion. Let it be about listening rather than debating. Let it be about relaxing into your common ground rather than putting up walls.
I have felt shaken awake time and time again this year and I want each of you to know that I feel so strongly in my bones that our role as women, change makers, truth tellers, leaders, and healers is more important than ever.
We have important work ahead but I also sense that it’s imperative to slow down and listen. Listen deep within to what's most sacred to you. I sense it's time to deeply care for yourself and those you love.
This holiday I call on you to claim, and when needed, reclaim joy and harmony in your life. I believe that, in the grander sense, your legacy of light in this life comes through the deep connection you have to YOURSELF in the ritual of daily living.
With warmth & light,